Monday night I made an apple cake that I took into work yesterday. Last night I made an apple bread (that I'm keeping for myself to snack on). Tonight I'm going to make TWO loaves of apple bread to take into work tomorrow to share. I'm snacking on apple after apple, and this was my lunch today:
A crust-less PB&J, some apple cake, and a couple of apples. I have apples coming out of my orifices. (Orifice: an awesome word that sounds dirty but isn't. Much like kumquat. Or ballcock.)
Monday was Columbus Day, and being the hard-working government employee that I am, I stayed home. Or, more to the point, I didn't go to work; I went apple-picking with my friend Christina W, aka CDubs. The apple orchard was part of a big working farm, complete with a petting zoo for the kids. Here CDubs and I are outside the henhouse (I'm the one who looks like a dude):
And here we are horsing around at a little photo op.
And here's a tree full of apples.
And here's CDubs, lookin' adorbs, picking apples:
And here's my apple haul.
Thought eating apples in large quantities was a natural diuretic, but that can't be right because you wouldn't have left the bathroom!
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